There was a picture in my phone of me sleeping. i woke up to hear knocking on the glass. At first, i thought it was the window. suddenly l heard it again but this time it came from my wifes favourite broken,old,dusty mirror . There was a picture in my phone of me sleeping. i live alone. my wife woke me up last night to tell me there was an intruder in the house. she was murdered exactly 2 years ago. i never go to sleep. The last thing i saw was my alarm clock flashing 12:07 before she pushed her long rotting nails through my chest, her other hand muffling my screams. out of breath and breathing heavely i sat up right, relived it was only a dream,But as i saw my alarm clock read 12:06, my bedroom door slammed opend